That blanket on the ground 💕
Let us meander thru the meadows on a bright, beautiful sunny Summers day
Frolicking amidst the green lush grasses as we picnic and play
Sitting making daisy chains betwixt the bountiful blossoms of bouquet
As we listen to the sweet singing Skylarks harmonious hearsay..
Ahh yes you and I will lay that lovely blanket on the ground
With not a soul in our sight and only Mother nature can be found
Soaking up the sunshine as pretty Butterflies flutter around
And buzzy bees fly from flower to flower making a happy, humming sound..
Within the wonders of the wildness we shall feel as free as a bird
Whilst a gentle June breeze blows the leaves and a rusting can be heard
And the whispers of the woods without a meaningful word
Coz the thought of a tree talking to another would be ridiculously absurd…
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Comments
wow wow wow
what wonderful poem
a masterpice
i myslef never
had romantic
picnic like this photo BUT
i have on picnic
with my family
and the company
my dad worked for
every summer
would have company
picnic they were lot fun
lots food and games
the good old days
Awww I love a good old fashioned picnic 🌹🌹🌹
Good night Jill peace and love to you
🌹❤️
Goodnight my eyes are so sore blinkin pollen is high sweet dreams ❤️🌹❤️
I have had a headache all day I don’t know what it’s from maybe pollen
Will be the high pollen its so strong is warm weather ❤️🌹❤️
What a lovely escape you gave me Jill. You never fail to transport me to somewhere beautiful. I use to be obsessed with fields of buttercups. I would lay in them for hours :) but daisies are lovely too and I use to like making Daisy chains ❤️
Awww then u r my kind of lass ❤️🌹❤️